Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

"This is not for joint training. This is just to be scolded. I should have known I wouldn't have come!"

Several students who were looking for dinner outside kept complaining.

"Then I asked you to leave just now, why didn't you leave? Now you're here to rip off the skin of a tiger!"

"If I was scared away just now, how can I still hang out in Binhai in the future? It would be really embarrassing for me to go to my grandma's house."

"Hey, stop talking, let's find something to eat first. Damn it, what are these things? They are all colorful and colorful. Can they be eaten?"

A relatively fat student picked a long, colorful mushroom with his bare hands.

"You're dying, what if this is poisonous?" The companion next to him kicked the mushroom out of his hand.

"Isn't it said at home that the longer the colorful mushrooms are, the less poisonous they are?" the fat student said with a naive smile.

His companion held his forehead, so he was grouped with a foodie.

"Are all the people in No. 1 Middle School rich and brainless? They don't even know Toadstool mushrooms. Why are they here to participate in joint training? Go home early and be a playboy!"

Several students had a sullen expression on their faces, and a group of young people similar to them also appeared not far away.

"Who was I then? I have such a bad mouth, so I am not a human being. I am a group of ten thousand-year-old middle school students!"

"Who do you think is the second in the first grade?"

"Whoever agrees to tell me!"

Binhai No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School have been at odds since ancient times. The latter has always wanted to kick out the former and become the boss. Naturally, the former cannot have a good impression of this rebellious boy. There is also something wrong with the students of the two schools.

"Isn't this Chen Ziwu from No. 2 Middle School? Why did he come to our area of ​​No. 1 Middle School?"

Several students who came in search of the sound looked at the short leading student in front of them and said.

"Of course I came here to see the geniuses in No. 1 Middle School. They are so majestic. Seven or eight people were eliminated as soon as I came. I saw them in the car."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, our second middle school is still not as prestigious as the first middle school. None of us left!"

"Chen Ziwu, do you want to come to fight?" Mo Bei also arrived at some unknown time.

"Hey, isn't this the second young master of the Mo family? I've heard about it. What? He was rejected by the eldest daughter of the Liu family, and then came here to cry secretly?"

Mo Bei clenched his fists as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot, and looked at Chen Ziwu with angry eyes.

"As expected of a student of No. 1 Middle School, it's just different. There's no punishment for arriving at the joint training base so late. It's great to have money and power!"

This time, it can be said that everyone was scolded, indirectly saying that they were all related households, had no ability, and came in through the back door.

"Hey, you little dwarf, I'm warning you not to pull like that!" A tall student couldn't bear it anymore and shouted directly to stop.

"Haha!" Chen Ziwu spread his hands after hearing this, and the smile on his face became even crazier.

"Is it illegal to drag?"

"Which law says that people can't be dragged?"

"If you don't accept it, hit me!"

"Fuck, I can't bear it anymore!" A student with a bad temper couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't be impulsive. He is deliberately tempting us to take action. We have now arrived at the joint training location, which means that all our actions are under the observation of the instructor. He is provoking us like this because he wants us to take action. Once we take action, he will Got it."

Although Mo Bei's brain was a little shaky, he was relatively thorough most of the time.

Regarding Chen Ziwu's behavior, Mo Bei was able to guess part of his thoughts.

"Hey, they are a bunch of cowards. I thought there was a bloody one, but I didn't expect they are all a bunch of weaklings!"

"Chen Ziwu, don't speak so harshly. How come a scum like you came out of your Chen family!" Mo Bei said suppressing his anger.

"Scum? Better than you, a coward and a licker, the twin stars of the Mo family, haha!"

"Fuck, I can't stand it anymore, Brother Mo, don't stop me!" A student jumped out of the team and pointed at Chen Ziwu.

"Chen, don't talk nonsense. He is a man. Let's fight with real swords and guns. You are playing dirty tricks. You are still not a man!"

"Hey, yo, what's wrong? The one in the middle got poked in the painful spot and got so angry that he said he couldn't do it, right?"

"Is this the quality of students from No. 1 Middle School? I think it needs to be improved!"

"Explosive Flame Tiger!" A giant tiger with fiery red skin roared and appeared.

The forehead has three horizontal lines and one vertical line, outlining a domineering character "王".

"Green sandalwood dragon!"

A wooden dragon about eight meters long and with a body like a wicker suddenly appeared.

Like a body outlined by trees, a pair of dragon whiskers sway in the wind like willow branches.

The limbs are like sharp wooden thorns, and there are traces of golden lines at the end of the tail.

"Dragon-shaped elf!"

No matter which world they are in, dragons are powerful and mysterious beings.

"What's wrong? The genius of No. 1 Middle School is not afraid, right? If he is afraid, he should admit defeat as soon as possible!"

"King versus king, versus general, your opponent is me!" Mo Bei stood in front of the student.

"Roar!"

The blue-blooded tyrannosaurus shook the ground, roaring, and its scarlet eyes stared at the elf in front of him who was also a dragon beast.

War between the two sides is about to break out.

Fortunately, a cold voice suddenly came from this time.

"enough!"